Hi guys! I haven't been on this site in forever! I have read High School fictions over at Fan fiction. Not a big fan much. Then a strange idea smacked me across the face. To make a high school fiction of the Travix Man series. Why not? The heroes mostly consist of teenagers, and they're already in school. So I'll see how this goes.

Also, Travix Man's real identity is finally revealed. His name will be Trip.

Disclaimer: Travix Man and characters belong to me!

*Beep! Beep! Beep!*

A hand swung down on the alarm clock, hitting the snooze button. A boy rose from the bed, his eyes half-open. His blue orbs peered at the clock and the boy groaned.

"6:00." The boy grumbled. "Time to get up."

The boy changed into his clothes, then ran down for breakfast. He opened the cabinet to show a box of "Space Meteors". After pouring the cereal in his bowl, the boy walked over to the living room and laid on the couch. He then shouted looking up at the wall upstairs, "Timmy! Time to get up!"

"Trip, as I told you many times, don't call me 'Timmy'!" Timothy said as he walked out of his room in his pajamas. As he walked back in his room to change, another one stepped out, although he looked older. The voice belonged to none other than their father, Travis X'.

"Why do you kids have to scream and yell around the house?" He snapped, "You'll wake up the entire neighborhood!"

Timothy walked out of his room, wearing a green tee-shirt, and blue pants. "I don't have to go to school til later." Then his eyes glanced to the T.V. "But I guess I'll watch some T.V until then." He said as he ran down the stairs and plopped himself on the recliner.

Trip put his bowl in the sink, then grabbed his light green jacket and Yellow backpack. After brushing his teeth, he said, "Bye dad! Have a great day"

"May you do the same, son." Travis X' said his goodbye as he adjusted his glasses. He then went back upstairs to continue his rest, while Timothy continued to watch his cartoons.

Trip walked over to the bus stop. Gas prices were increasing day by day, so why use it on the car? He waited by the bus sign until two teenagers arrived at the bus stop.

"What's up, X?" The taller one asked casually.

"Tired, Benny." Trip replied.

The other boy asked, "Are you guys excited for sophomore year?

"Sure. It'll be better than Freshmen year." Trip chuckled.

It wasn't a great year for them when they were freshmen. Every day, they would be bullied brutally by Michael Freakenstein and his obnoxious friends. They were also called nerds by others, although Trip would stand up to them. However, they still teased the trio anyways.

Just then, the bus arrived. The sound of the inside of the bus roared loudly as the bus door swung open. Trip and his friends then took a step into the bus. It had an odor so foul, Cameron threw up in the trash when he got in. The students all laughed, pointing at Cameron, then proceeded to call him a geek, while throwing food and other objects they could find, right at the trio of friends.

When they took their seats, the bus zoomed off to the other houses. The bus picked up more students. Then, the bus stopped at another bus stop, where it had three teenage girls waiting. When they got on the bus, the three immediately recognized Trip, Benny, and Cameron.

"Hey, Trip!" The blonde girl with the red and white striped shirt, squealed, sat right next to Trip, wrapping her arms around him.

"Hey, Syl!" Trip said, giving Sylvia a big hug. Sylvia reached in her white jacket and took out a white paper that seemed to have a schedule of classes on it.

Trip noticed, then asked, "Is that your schedule?"

Sylvia nodded. "My mom and dad both work at the school. They handed me my schedule, and told me to give you guys yours too."

During the commotion the teenagers were having, heavy metal music was heard. Everyone looked out the window to find a white van with the words 'Crushin Roks' spray painted on it in a crude style. For the other students on the bus, it was always heaven to see the band pass by. For Sylvia and her friends, it always meant trouble.

The side windows of the van opened to show five teenagers who looked like they were senior students. The heavy metal music grew louder than before.

"Hey, termite! Wanna play a game?" The driver, Michael Freakenstein, otherwise known as Mike, asked deviously.

Sylvia glanced at the teenagers in the van. Before she knew it, her brother shouted "Catch!", which then a soda can hit her in the face, spilling all over her clothes and her white backpack. Mike and his friends were now laughing all over, Mike hitting his hand on the wheel, creating a loud honking sound. Then one of his friends, Chris, said playfully, "Hey, baby sis!"

Wendy then shouted back, "Hi Chris!" Then after Mike and the rest of his friends were laughing, Mike yelled, "We'll beat you guys to the school!" He fist bumped and high-fived his friends, then drove away from the halted school bus.

"Yep, they'll be the first of the seniors at school to get arrested on the first day of school." Benny snickered. Soon the group all started laughing. It was a great time that lasted shortly before the bus started moving again. Eventually, they were on school grounds, and saw their school, Xtruviena High.

The laughter and fun is over now. Or is it?

So what do you guys think? I'll try to update this when I can, but I have a life too, as well as updating Fan Fictions.

Next Chapter: Foolery in English.

Until then, I'm updating fan fics.

-TravixMan-

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